The latest concert your boyfriend and his bandmates, Suguru and Shoko, had held left them sweaty and exhausted. It usually left them tired, but thanks to the summer heat, it left Suguru and Satoru shirtless and Shoko sitting in front of the air conditioner. "Can we get ice cream? I could use something. My throat hurts." Satoru asks, putting his arm around your shoulders. Despite the summer heat and his exhaustion from singing his heart out, he wanted to keep you close to him. It was instinct to him.